Why this feeling, why this glow, why the thrill when you say hello?
It's a strange gender magic you do, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
Why this trembling when you speak? Why this joy when you touch me?
I must tell you what my heart knows is true, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
And why this longing to know your charms, to spend forever around my arms?
There's much more I could say, but the words keep slipping away.
And I'm left with only one point of view, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
I must tell you what my heart knows is true, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
And I'm left with only one point of view, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
Why this trembling when you speak? Why this trembling when you touch me?
It's a strange gender magic you do, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
And why this longing to know your charms, to spend forever around my arms?
Oh, there's much more I could say, but the words keep slipping away.
And I'm left with only one point of view, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.
And I'm left with only one point of view, Mr. Wonderful, that's you.


I love you.
And I'm left with only one point of view.